PLOT: WISE SNAKE'S EMERGENCE

[theearth]

Who: OPEN.
When: March 9th, Sunday, daylight hours.
Where: The business district of Locke City.
What: An enormous snake monster is pissed.
Warnings: Violence.

[The alien explodes silently - but it explodes.

First in a small cloud of hot (rose-scented) gas - those there to watch its final moments will want to step back.

A ripple in the air pulses - heavily - from where it once was, with absolutely no sound and color, but penetrating force. Anyone standing within two miles of the point of origin will feel a push, with those closest guaranteed to be knocked off their feet and temporarily dazed. Cars swerve and crash. Staff in the nearest office buildings launch into disarray. There’s no shielding from the blast - it can be felt through walls, through structures, in the air, and underground.

And it is felt underground.

The entire business district starts to shake, abruptly, jarred to a stir by some movement. It rises over the span of a long half-a-minute to the magnitude of December’s earthquake.

Tuning Towers experiences the worst of it - windows are smashing and objects are shaking loose and falling from the upper floors.

It finally ends - with screaming - as the head of an enormous pink snake breaks the lobby floor.

It flows its way quickly out of the hole it’s made, breaks itself another hole ever so politely through the main entrance doors, which were not meant to accommodate a twenty-foot-tall-and-wide exitor, and as it draws the last of its tail out after it, the quaking dies down.

It’s now roaring its way through the streets of Locke City’s business district - all several hundred meters of Wise Snake, emerged in the flesh (or stone?).

No regard for the walls of buildings, streetlamps, civilians, stopped and blindly pulled-over vehicles, anything else on its course - in a frantically-awakened, unrestricted rampage.]



[ OOC: This is part two of the Season 1's finale. The first - the assault on the farmhouse - is here; pertinent plot posts one and two. ]

Comments

[charcoalfeather]

[This was not good. Not good at all.

Rakka charged down the street, her magic staff in hand. She paused briefly in her blasting of snakes to look up at the wandering monster. The second one today.

She probably wanted to scream or something, but her voice died in her throat.]

[wirsinddiejager]

[Even if she screamed, it would have made little difference. In the cacophony of noises coming from all directions, one scream would just be drowned out. The titan's more reliant on its sight anyway, though it has some trouble telling the tiny figures scurrying about on the ground apart.

It might not even be aiming for her. Perhaps it's trying to attack one of the snakes. Whatever the case, the titan steps down heavily very near Rakka, coming dangerously close to squashing her underfoot and sending debris flying around her.]

[charcoalfeather]

[The force that comes with the massive stomp right next to her is enough to bounce Rakka, and everything not held down around her, off the ground for a few seconds before it all falls down again.

You'd better believe that when Rakka hits the ground, she hits it running. She does not want to be around this thing, even if it might have been an ally. Her lungs were basically aflame as she scrambled off into a nearby building, hoping she could hide from the monster.]